Ray Mesa

Rookie (5/17/89 / Grand Forks)

Ciggerete Burns - Poem by Ray Mesa

She walks on clouds
But that means nothing to me
She could walk on railroad tracks
I could care less
I’m sick of running towards the mound
And scratching my knees
I’m sick of feeling so black
And feeling so unblessed
My heart is cold; I wish someone would save me
Before it freezes over
Screened by Laurel
I don’t think there is much left
And that ain’t right
Is this best?
That you and I never become us tonight?
I’ve loved so many girls in my life
I’ve fallen so many times
But this one is the sharpest yet
My emotions are feeling like Gasoline
And there burning away like a cigarette

Let’s see what will happen
As the audience is clapping
Will he fail or not?
Will he get the girl and win?
A true lover’s knot
Be a man and take it on the chin

She walks on clouds
Even though she creates thunderstorms
She never talks to loud
Even though you can never hear her
Her eyes are two green flamed candles
Too bad she is blinded by scandals
All my love poems are now swimming in a manhole
Everyone is playing theatrical roles
I know for sure that I can’t take this anymore
I’d much rather rip out my spinal cord
Dig my own grave right next to the earth’s core
And sleep tonight with a red light Whore
I much rather die then fight this cold war
Theses battles with women should be banned
I am just a kid, barely a man
I won’t be able to stand
After my next crush
I fall for girls at first blush

Fighting a war that is not worth it
Why do I want to be in love so much?
Look at every bit
How much blood have I lost?
It’s gotten worse
It’s became a curse
I have this thirst
“I’ll die with you but you have to go first”

I am a mess, I have became so weak
Distress, I haven’t blinked in a week
Your desks away
And I wish it was like that everyday
It would be enough to keep me sane
Here she comes
To create more rain
Here she comes
To cause me pain

She walks the line that no one else does
I’m sure she has different colored blood
She walks on water, and ends up in mud
She lives on the moon
She’ll fly down soon
In my nightmares
Oh how she loves to be scared
The mental scares she is bound to bear
The beauty she tries to share
I’m alone when it came to caring
I’m the only one not glaring
So what is wrong with me?
Am I this big black gothic freak?
Am I not someone that could be loved?
You can push me one time but if you shove
I’m bound to scream
Otherwise I am a nice guy
I should be a girl’s best dream
I never lie
I’m not afraid to cry
I see the signs
But somehow I guess I am blind

Sarah took the bait
Michele did too
Jessica and I was fate
Now why couldn’t it be you?
Ashlee and Janie never called me back
Let’s look at the facts
I asked out only 3 girls and all said no
There is a pattern beginning to form
I am bound to always be alone
So in this world
Maybe in this lifetime
I’ll find that girl
Who’ll keep me in line
And read me the moral
She will be heaven sent, Ever so kind
She will become my best friend, my loving wife
Until then I am alone
Dead and broken
In this home
I am chocking
I am missing bones
I am worthless and I need to be alone
….I already am

Comments about Ciggerete Burns by Ray Mesa

  • (1/23/2007 11:36:00 AM)

    who cares if there are miss spellings.
    it was great ray.
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  • (5/8/2006 11:21:00 AM)

    There are many mis-spellings in this fine good poem.(chocking should be spelled choking) there burning away like a cigarett should be(they're burning away like a cigarett) . Dear Mr. Mesa-This poem is excellent, except for the spelling-this poem ie really good. God bless and best regards-Mike Gale. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

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